You're My Only One! || KNJ - AU || ✓

Chapter Thirty-eight 🔥

- 𝐘/𝐍 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒' 𝐏𝐎𝐕 -

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"Make Love to me baby."

As soon as those words left my mouth, I was flipped around and pinned to the bed. Namjoon got on top of me and immediately attacked my lips, connecting his with mine, gently kissing, licking, tasting and savouring each other.

His kisses eventually moved from my lips to my neck, biting, nibbling, sucking, licking and kissing my skin there. He kept peppering my neck with kisses till he finally reached my sweet spot, and then started attacking it.

I knew that by the morning, I was gonna have hickeys all over my neck, but who cares? Not me! And definitely not my man.

An involuntary moan left my lips when he gently bit me on my sweet spot, and even though I couldn't see, I could feel him smirking on my neck.

He then moved to my ears, nibbling them softly, and kissing them. The sound of his warm breath in my ears sent a shiver down my spine, and a wave of heat straight to my core.

"I'm gonna show you just how much I love you, Honey!" He whispered in my ear. A shiver immediately ran down my spine at the sound of his gravelly voice in my ears and those words.

This man does things to me that no one ever can. He knows my body better than myself, like it's his own. And honestly, that turned me on up to such an extent every time we got intimate.

He gave one last pack on my lips after moving from my ears and moved, hovering over me with the help of one of his arms and holding the edge of my tank top with his other, looking straight into my eyes, silently asking me for permission.

Once I nodded, he gently pulled it off and tossed it somewhere on the floor. When he turned towards me after tossing off my tank top, his eyes turned darker than they've ever been, filled with lust, desire and want.

He licked his lips and ran his thumbs over my perked nipples through the lace covering my boobs. I knew that the lace was making him go crazy, 'cause even though none of this was planned or even expected, it was like a coincidence that I was wearing lace lingerie beneath my clothes, it being in his favourite colour didn't help at all. RED!

"Fucking hell woman! Were you planning on killing me or something?" He gritted out. His eyes were full of lust and desire.

He pulled his shirt off, and within the blink of an eye, we were both naked, him hovering over me, and our eyes locked on each other. Staring into those deep dragon eyes, I couldn't help the tears that left my eyes.

As soon as he noticed the first teardrop, he went into panic mode. "Fuck, baby. What's wrong? Did I do something you didn't want me to? Do you not want this? We don't have to do anything, I swear. Please just don't cry." He kept going, and I had to pull him into a kiss to shut him up.

"I just... I love you so much Nammie. My heart aches every time I'm away from you. You're like that missing piece of my heart that completes it. I hate it when something happens between us that leads to us being away from each other." I croak out, trying my best not to start full-on crying.

I knew that this wasn't the right time to say all that, not when we were both on the bed naked. But he needed to know that, know it all before we get intimate again. So I just put it out there.

"Saying sorry wouldn't even be enough for how I've hurt you love, but I'd still want to say I'm really very sorry. I never intended on hurting you. I was only trying to save you from the shock of knowing that Mr Jones was alive but instead ended up hurting you myself.